Cynical Optimist

Rain Into a Paper Cup
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Ezoic
2001-12-01 17:29:00 (UTC)

All things....

Oh, my George. What can be said? Is there anything to do?
I've had nightmares about this. I think we all knew that
it was coming, but no one was prepared. And now it's so
final....seeing those signs....1943-2001. That can't be
right. It can't be over. You can't be gone. I won't
accept it. I kept playing All Things Must Pass over and
over again. I suppose that says soemthing. When it was
jsut rumours, when I wanted to convince myself that all
reports were rumours I always chose Here Comes The Sun. I
liked to hear your voice tell me that "it's all right." But
yesterday morning...well, that was different.

All Things Must Pass

Sunrise doesn't last all morning
A cloudburst doesn't last all day
Seems my love is up and has left you with no warning
It's not always going to be this grey

All things must pass
All things must pass away

Sunset doesn't last all evening
A mind can blow those clouds away
After all this, my love is up and must be leaving
It's not always going to be this grey

All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
None of life's strings can last
So, I must be on my way
And face another day

Now the darkness only stays the night-time
In the morning it will fade away
Daylight has good at arriving at the right time
It's not always going to be this grey

All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
All things must pass away


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